
I live for this shit. Japanese noise music, welcome to Toronto. This guy threatened hearing damage by amping up a flourescent light bulb, manipulating static, rocking to the buzz. Last night he claimed “this was my quietest show,” and “it gives me brain damage.”
After him came the accelerometers and elevation sensors, a nerds wet dream, he jerked and flashed, cruched and boomed. Last night he told me “I want to make something beautiful”, “this is boring to me”. I reassured him it was anything but boring.
Me?, Irish?
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Your Inner European is Irish! |
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Sprited and boisterous! You drink everyone under the table. |

